It was around 2:00pm when I clocked out of work and hoped into my truck. My kayak was tied down in the bed and fishing rods fixed and ready to go. I had one more stop to make to pick up my friend Bill and get his kayak in the truck so we could start of on this journey. The location we were headed to was Mountain Lake on the border of Jenny Jump State Forest. This lake has everything a good lake has to offer. From the boat ramp left it's full of thick slop and lily pads. Off the right of the ramp is open water and boat docks that are great for plastics and spinnerbaits. On this trip we headed deep into the slop, the sun had been over head for awhile now sending the bass into the thick amazon cover of the slop to keep cool. I had a Spro Popper Frog tied on my line and fan casted through the jungle of weeds on the water. I like to test a area out and see if the bass are active by making quick casts and hurry that frog along. My first cast got a reaction strike big time, it had to be a big boy. It sounded like a cannon ball blowing out of the water. I through the frog back into the same section of weeds and I got a three ponder. The bass kept pulling me into the weeds and slop, I kept constant pressure on my rod not letting him wrap me up to bad. Bill paddled over at this point and started to roll the video tape. I reached my hand into the abyss and pulled out a decent largemouth.
We did a quick video segment for The Reel Deal and released the bass back into the lake and traveled on. In the distance I could see a big break in the weeds and some swirls caused by feeding fish. One of the most important parts of top water fishing is always keep your eyes and ears open. You never know when a fish will surface or make a splash and you need to be ready to throw you bait at it. I gave my frog a cast into this opening in the weeds and caught a good fish. It was a nice size largemouth and released him as quick as I could. I saw some bigger swirls coming from the whole and knew that a big bass was lurking. The big bass hit like a freight train and gave me a good fight. By keeping pressure and not horsing the fish let me get him up from the slop. So far this was turning out to be a awesome trip. It was turning out to be classic text book frog fishing. We made our way over to a bunch of boat docks on the left side of the lake. A few locales called out to us " they biting today'. We waved and nodded our heads as we paddled past.
I saw a boat dock that was providing a lot of shade and threw out a spinnerbait and got another bass. Bill was getting skunked and I offered him some baits that were working for me. Every fisherman knows some days what works for your buddy might not work for you. I'm sure another trip the same might happen to me. The sky started to get dark and the wind picked up. Could the gods of fishing put a damper on this awesome trip? We paddled quick to the boat ramp with lighting crashing over or heads. We loaded our gear and kayaks into the truck. Then we made our way back to route 80. Bill checked his smart phone and saw the area we were driving out of was in a tornado warning. The rain began to fall in sheets and made route 80 slow down to a crawl. When we made it home back to Bergen County the sun was out, the birds were singing and all we were left with was this fish story.RichieMoschella.Com
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